Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang was completely relieved, as long as there was food in Qixiaguan, it was fine to last for a month with her elder brother's ability. All the refugees she saw along the way looked disheveled, and the remnants of soldiers and bandits also robbed them of food. Gu Qinghong's solid walls and clearing the wilderness really hurt both sides.

Such a tragic act... She lowered her eyes, she really couldn't imagine that a refined and refined person like Gu Qinghong could do it.

Perhaps, she has never understood him, nor his resourcefulness... The appearance he gave her was just that of a poor scholar, a gentle husband... and all of these are false.

"What are you thinking about?" With a cold jaw, Xiao Fengqing raised her face, carefully looked at the expression on her face, narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, with a little displeasure: "You are not allowed to think of other men in front of this king. !"

Nie Wushuang broke away from his hand, avoiding his direct gaze: "Your Highness is too worried."

The tent became quiet, Xiao Fengqing was about to say something, when a guard outside brought hot water for food, Nie Wushuang hurriedly avoided, put down the curtain, and hid in the inner tent. After everything was arranged properly, Xiao Fengqing called her out.

He brought a set of clean but dusty maid clothes and said, "In the big camp, you will pretend to be the king's maid and serve the king personally. You sleep in the big tent at night."

Nie Wushuang looked at his strange eyes glowing, blushed, and lowered his head: "Wushuang just needs a separate tent..." Her voice was as thin as an ant, and he suddenly heard him chuckling , jokingly: "Do you think it's possible?"

Nie Wushuang felt ashamed and angry, and raised her face coldly: "The battle is imminent, is Your Highness still in a romantic mood?" Her eyes were misty: "What's more, my elder brother is still trapped...you...don't deceive others Too much!"

The stagnation of the past few days broke out at this moment, Nie Wushuang carried the clothes into the inner tent, weeping silently. Xiao Fengqing followed her in, sat aside and watched her cry, waited for her to cry for a while, then passed the silk handkerchief from her bosom, hugged her, and comforted her: "Okay, my lord I don’t force you. But you are still safe in this big tent, and the barracks are full of men, and they don’t know your identity, so how can I feel relieved?”

Nie Wushuang knew that he had caused a catastrophe by coming here. Although Xiao Fengqing looked hateful, he was the only person here who could keep her safe. What's more, what he said made sense, and after thinking about it, he gradually calmed down.

Xiao Fengqing saw that her complexion had slowed down, and she couldn't help but smiled warmly: "Okay, take off the armor for this king, this will be deadly!"

Only then did Nie Wushuang see that the armor on his body was still intact. It was hard for him to gallop back and forth for two days and one night in order to pick her up. Feeling soft in his heart, he stretched out his hand to undo the brass buckle of the armor for him. The armor was heavy, and when it was removed, it touched the unhealed wound on her back, and Nie Wushuang couldn't help but groaned softly.

Hearing this sound, Xiao Fengming raised her beautiful long eyebrows: "Are you injured?"

Nie Wushuang hastily covered it up and said, "It's nothing, just a sprain from riding a horse."

Xiao Fengqing watched her face carefully, and suddenly squeezed her arm. The arm involved the injury on her back, and his hand was so strong that Nie Wushuang couldn't help but groan.

"You said you weren't injured?!" Xiao Fengqing snorted coldly, and had already started to tear off her back collar: "Is there something rubbed on the back, my lord, take a look..."

Nie Wushuang hastily covered his collar and backed away again and again: "It's nothing, Your Highness..."

She accidentally stepped on her skirt, and couldn't help but fall backwards. Xiao Fengqing caught her with quick eyes, and they both fell on the soft couch. When Nie Wushuang touched the unhealed wound on his back, his face turned pale from the pain.

Now he couldn't hide the fact that his back was hurt.

Xiao Fengqing's face darkened, and she couldn't say anything. He unbuttoned her clothes and turned around to see that the bruises on her snow-white back hadn't completely faded, and some places were broken, and the scabs became more ferocious and terrifying.

"What is this? Who hit you?!" Xiao Fengqing said angrily. Nie Wushuang was ashamed and startled, and hurriedly grabbed his clothes and put them on. Although she had skin-to-skin contact with him, exposing her wounds to him like this made her feel uncomfortable.

"It's nothing. It's almost ready." Nie Wushuang replied in a low voice.

"What do you mean nothing? Did he hit you?" Xiao Fengqing's eyes showed doubts: "He knew about you and me..."

"No!" Nie Wushuang felt strange, she dared not even think about this idea. She knew that having an affair with Prince Rui was a death penalty, but she could face the death penalty calmly, but she couldn't imagine that if in the end Xiao Fengming knew what she had done behind his back...

Thinking about it, there was fear in her eyes that she didn't understand, and she shook her head desperately: "No! No! Your Highness, please don't guess..."

"Then who beat you!?" Xiao Fengqing exuded a deep hostility all over her body: "You are in the palace, who dares to execute you?"

"The Queen Mother! It's the Queen Mother!" Nie Wushuang raised his eyes suddenly, and said angrily, "Aside from the Queen Mother, who in the harem would dare to punish Wushuang? Your Highness, don't ask any more questions! The Emperor is still afraid of the Queen Mother, Your Highness is so unnecessary Just ask!"

Shocked by her words, Xiao Fengqing couldn't help but startled, his face was already as black as black iron, he fixedly looked at Nie Wushuang who turned his face sideways, and with a "click", the table beside him had been pinched by a corner. .

His anger made her calm down instead.

Nie Wushuang tried hard to calm down, and said calmly: "Wu Shuang doesn't care about the pain of flesh and blood. What is important now is how to solve the difficulty of Qixia Pass. If His Highness regains Qixia Pass, the whole war can be reversed. Your Highness's contribution will not be the same. language.

From Wushuang's point of view, Yelutu is just at the end of his strength. He claims to have an army of 100,000. He fought with Gu Qinghong for several months, and at least 10,000 people were killed or injured. In addition to typhoid fever and malaria, the climate is not acclimatized. The 100,000 army should be able to get rid of 20,000 old and weak soldiers..."

Xiao Fengqing looked at her white and snowy side face, and the calm and unhurried manner of talking, and suddenly embraced her: "From now on, this king will not let anyone bully you, and neither will the Queen Mother!"

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This is a chapter that was promised to be updated yesterday. Dedicated to everyone who actively votes monthly! There are still 6,000 words to be updated today, and the ice code words will be slower. Writing the scene of the battlefield is an attempt, and it is also a challenge for me. So it will be slower. as fast as possible...